Riding the Blue lift was an adventure many times. That little rise just past tower six that took you up along side the 45 and then eased you over into that valley up to fourteen was a walk in the park when compared to cresting the north side of Smokey...especially night skiing! You could see the glow ot the mines ten miles off to the north. and that wind Also, for a kid not fully grown the lift was powerful, lifting you into the air suspended on the poma and trying to remain calm and keep your tips up! Yikes that used to spook me sometimes when the wind would put me into a lazy spin dangling from the cable!